Judge with a Thousand Faces

Pei Xian: Brothers, I will do my job first out of respect. If you have anything to do, just go and leave the task at hand to me. I will handle it properly for you. I will even write the report to the King of Hell for you. I guarantee that not only will you be able to do the work, but maybe the superiors will be able to get some high-end magic weapons for you to play with when they are happy... Brother Zheng: Brother Xian, I feel most at ease with you. You are the most similar to me. You are knowledgeable and not like them. They are either shouting or killing or being mysterious. I don't think any of them are normal. I can't get them to take over for me even if I have one day off throughout the year. Come on, let's do it... At this time, the four judges and a young man wearing T-shirts, jeans and sneakers were toasting and drinking. The wine bottles on the table had red ribbons fluttering in the wind, and a pile of 28-year-old la Fei lay staggered on the ground... This young man is me, nicknamed Thousand-Faced Judge by the King of Hell. I am the agent of the Four Great Judges in the underworld, exercising all powers on my behalf... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.